A Flower To Auroville Mother-65 Poem by Indira Renganathan

A Flower To Auroville Mother-65

Rating: 5.0


Blue Trumpet Bush
(Strobilanthes tomentosa
Aechmanthera gossypina)

Little eyes look at so many
Little brain eats as many
Yet too little known only
Puzzling blues as are many

My folly'Bluebell, Bluebell'
Yelled my mouth of little
In brain that gathered brittle
Ho, but different and subtle

Shrubby bush leafed elliptic
Blue, violet, purplish hectic
Clustered flora trumpet-magic
Tubed raise of an elysian chic

Hunt o' my heart hunt ceaseless
Anyway for blue trumpet endless
Stop, hear her hush relentless
Wonder at the goddess ageless

Friday, January 7, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 17 June 2022

A pure and pious write dear madam. Top score.

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